We live our lives doing the best we can, seeking love and acceptance, finding guidance and direction. Fear divides us.

I want to be heard. When I am listened to, I feel heard. When I feel heard, I feel more present. When I'm present, I more fully participate.

Life is full of opposites. The only consistent non-changing aspect is my inner light, my inner spark, my inner fire.

My greatest pivotal moment came when I viewed myself as a pupil of life rather than a victim. I still struggle with it but I'm learning.

I can’t make sense of the struggles that befall people. My life changed because I found lessons in everything I experienced.

I started calling on angels to help with doctor’s appointments with my daughter. I wanted support, from the car ride to the exam room.

A black marker mars my sight. How am I supposed to see my way through this murky world? I’m not ready to welcome it in.

Sunrise is a magical time. The birds know it. They stretch their wings, sing songs, celebrate. The earth says wake up there

At that moment I could finally feel it and I realized I would never, alone, fill that bottomless hole inside me. A visualization helped.

I was lost in my search. Anywhere I looked I was turned away, disappointed, disrespected and rejected. I wore out my excuses.

Life in this Pandemic teaches me on a daily basis to practice presence. A feeling of support, togetherness, and trust goes a long way.

Gaslighting is a form of psychological abuse where someone is made to question their own sanity or perception. It can explain some behaviors

On this marked day of renewal for life, for love, for all sentient beings on this Earth, I offer this prayer.

Do I stay informed and take action or do I focus on my inner life? Is there a way to do both?

We have within us an ancient mind and a future one. What if humanity is at a choice point where we must choose between two different paths?

I don’t remember when I discovered her. She emerged one day sitting in front of me, watching me.

I've been on an accelerated course discovering myself. At times, I feel confused and shaken when I compare my insides to other's outsides.

It’s so easy to believe what we see, feel or were taught when there is so much more. Sometimes it takes someone else holding a light for us.

Using introspection, we can maintain an interior monologue of an "I" talking with "me". We can say "I drive myself crazy." But who's me & I?

I have lost my ability to sing. I wonder if my tender emotions have been part of it. So I went on a retreat to learn to love myself.